The realm has improved rapidly, and the five people including Baili Qianchou are all excited, and even Sang Can's expression is a little excited.

However, after getting excited, these five people also found a problem, that is, they didn't feel that Su Fan and Duan Kun's strength had improved.

"Duan Kun, Su Fan, your realm has not increased?" Sang Can asked.

Although Sang Can was asking this question, the other four people also paid special attention to it.

After all, only one of the seven remaining people here will survive to receive the final inheritance.

"How do you say that?" Duan Kun said ambiguously: "Our cultivation methods are different from yours, and we can't directly absorb these soul qi to break through!"

Su Fan on the side also nodded at the right time, affirming Duan Kun's statement.

"Oh!

Sang Can nodded thoughtfully when he heard this, and then stopped answering.

They are opponents who are going to fight to the death, and it is already very good that Duan Kun can tell him a simple answer.

When the other four heard Duan Kun's answer, their eyes lit up, and they all shifted their gaze to Su Fan for the first time.

Among the remaining seven people, Su Fan's cultivation is currently the lowest, only the strength of the ninth level of the soul master, although Su Fan has shown the ability to fight beyond the level before, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that Su Fan's burst out of the strength of the whole body is at most comparable to the third level of the soul king.

And the others present, each of them now surpassed the strength of the third level of the Soul Monarch, if any of them could draw to fight against Su Fan, there was no doubt that they would easily enter the third round.

And at the end of the second round, there will definitely be a new round of rewards, if this reward is still soul qi infusion, then their strength will increase again, and maybe some of them will survive to the end by chance.

The idea of a hundred miles and thousands of sorrows was relatively simple, he felt that as long as he could get through the second round safely, then if he had another infusion, he would definitely be able to break through to the Soul King realm.

At that time, with the strength of his Soul King Realm, it will be enough to sweep away the others.

Just when everyone was thinking differently, a loud voice came from the air again: "The second round of the duel begins, and one of the seven people will automatically enter the third round with a bye!"

"What? bye?"

"Who's going to be so lucky to automatically enter the third round!"

"Haha, if I can have a bye, I can reach at least the seventh level of the Soul King in the third round!"

Hearing the content of that voice, the seven of them were all stunned, and then the three fourth-level teenagers of the Soul Monarch shouted one after another.

At this moment, two pillars of blood-colored light shot out again from the ring that had been silent for a long time, and the first one fell straight on Su Fan.

"It's my turn again!"

Su Fan showed a smile of expectation, and his eyes swept over Baili Qianchou, Duan Kun, and Sang Can one by one.

I don't know if I can meet these three people this time.

When Su Fan was dragged to the ring by the blood-colored pillar of light, his opponent was also selected at the same moment.

"I'll go, look down on me, and arrange such a weak scum for me in the second round!"

Su Fan raised his eyes, but saw a fourth-level Soul Monarch boy caught on the stage by a blood-colored pillar of light, and suddenly felt a lack of interest.

"This guy is so lucky!"

"Hey, I hope I can have a bye!"

The other two fourth-level teenagers under the ring all said with envy when they saw this.

In their opinion, the "weak" Su Fan is the best soft persimmon to pinch at present, who can match Su Fan, then it is a sure thing to advance to the next round.

"It's a pity, if this Su Fan doesn't enter this treasure land, he will definitely be able to become the number one fierce general under me!"

Duan Kun said in a regretful tone, Su Fan has reached the standard of following him in terms of talent and combat strength, if he can be vigorously cultivated, he will definitely be able to become his right-hand man in time.

In the ring.

The young man who was fighting against Su Fan had excited eyes shining at this time: "I didn't expect that my Chu Xiaobo was really lucky, I actually met such a waste as you, when I kill you, after another soul qi infusion, you can reach the seventh level of the Soul Monarch by cultivation, if you are lucky enough to pass the third round, it is not impossible to reach the ninth level of the Soul Monarch or the half-step Soul King, and I can also try to fight for the first place at that time!"

"First place?" Su Fan smiled coldly and pulled out the Heavenly Punishment Sword from the system space: "There may be a chance in the next life!"

Chu Xiaobo's breath was suffocated, and the moment Su Fan took out his weapon, a thick bloody aura rushed towards him, and the terrifying killing intent shocked him almost in his mind.

How many people has this guy killed!

The murderous aura is like substance, terrifying!

Chu Xiaobo's whole body trembled with horror at this time, and he wanted to move but found that his body seemed to be not his own, and he didn't react at all.

"Why don't you do it? Don't forget, you're a fourth-level Soul Monarch monk, I'm just a Soul Master!"

Su Fan's voice was like a devil who had escaped into the darkness, slowly seducing Chu Xiaobo.

Chu Xiaobo's heart perked up when he heard this, yes, he is a soul monarch, how can he be frightened by a soul master-level waste and can't move.

This is a disgrace!

Be sure to repay each other a hundredfold!

"Hah!"

Chu Xiaobo's eyes turned red, and he shouted fiercely, the soul element in his body flowed rapidly, and the extreme humiliation brought the ultimate anger, and in just an instant, he broke through the pressure that Su Fan brought to him.

Su Fan licked his lips and said with a playful smile: "Yes, be angry, struggle, attack me with all your strength, make me happy!"

Probably stimulated by Su Fan's words, Chu Xiaobo's expression became more and more hideous, he was on the verge of collapse in the first round because of killing his best friend, and now coupled with Su Fan's instigation, the whole person immediately went crazy.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Chu Xiaobo roared hoarsely, and the whole person seemed to be crazy.

"Split the bones!"

The strong soul strength is condensed between Chu Xiaobo's five fingers.

Gang Qi wraps around your fingertips and spins quickly.

The palm wind tore through the air, making a high-pitched, piercing sound.

"Die for me!"

Chu Xiaobo shouted hatefully, his body jumped high, and with the momentum of Mount Tai's pressure, he waved his palm and slapped it at Su Fan.

This palm is powerful, and if it hits the top of the mountain, I am afraid that it will shatter half of the hill.

"Sure enough, it was exactly what I expected!"

Su Fan smiled coldly, he didn't pay attention to the palm that was slapped in the air, and the big sword in his hand was lightly raised, and a cluster of electric sparks erupted on the sword, stabbing the slapping palm!

The sword momentum is like thunder, and the sword speed is as fast as a flying star!

With this sword, he didn't even use his sword move, and directly used the thunder attribute to crush the past.

Laugh at!

The sword light and the electric light complemented each other, and as soon as the tip of the sword came into contact with the fleshy palm, it immediately pierced the skin and pierced it.

Yes!

Chu Xiaobo retreated again and again in the scream, and his entire arm was scorched.

However, before Chu Xiaobo could continue to scream, the sword light followed, and he shaved off his blackened arm.

Chu Xiaobo, whose arm was cut off, suddenly plummeted, and after barely resisting a few swords that Su Fan slashed out at random, he was pierced in his heart, and stood in the ring with a face full of resentment.

In the second round, Su Fan won easily.

(End of chapter)